Sure everyone has heard of Stephen King and most know know of Dean Koontz. But 10 year old me wants to give a shout out to the best of em, R.L. Stine.
Still held down? What a monster.
Jfc. That was too much. Get to the point. Eat the rich.
Wow I'm 6 of those 9 types of people. Extra milk and cookies for Santa from now on.
Show me your nipple!
I just see 1 cat and a shadow.
Yummy. I was shoulder deep in that fuzz today. Seasoned with spiders and mouse poop. Extra delish.
There's a meme from some other site about being old and telling the tale of 2016 to an inquisitive youth. If i remember correctly, it goes along the lines of:
Oh you you wanna hear about 2016? Takes 3 shots of tequila Well it all started in 2015 with this gorilla...
Everything since has been a fucking wild ride. Past couple of years have been relatively tame thankfully. But I can't help feeling like that story arc is not yet finished and it leaves me feeling apprehensive about the conclusion.
Ooh la la Mr. Fancy I Have A Toilet Man. No, WATER, like from a puddle on the sidewalk.
Is there a joke in that comment or did the irony blow past me before I could suck it up?
My grandfather gave me three options when I was young and slightly hurt. "I can hurt the other one, amputate the one that hurts, or you can go to bed."
Crab rave anyone?